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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 41 CUT TIES
Jack folded his arms, unimpressed. “And what made you so sure I was a thief?”Howard swallowed hard, his mind racing. What excuse could he even give?Finally, he blurted out, "It was Nie! That bastard Nie Mitchell! He told me you broke in—he lied to me!"Jack arched a brow. “Oh? And you were dumb enough to believe him?”Howard broke out in a cold sweat.“I—I swear, I’ll make it right! I—I won’t let him get away with this!”Jack tilted his head. “Oh? And what exactly do you plan to do?”Howard clenched his fists. He knew what he had to do."I'll destroy him."Jack’s lips curled into a mocking smirk. "That so?"Howard’s voice grew more desperate. “I—I swear! I’ll make him pay! I’ll—I'll kill the bastard!"Jack’s smirk widened. “That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think?”Howard shook his head furiously. “No, no! That bastard set me up! He made me look like an idiot in front of you! I—I should’ve known better!"Jack picked up his whiskey, taking another slow sip. “You should have.”Howard fe
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 42 LEGEND
Nie Mitchell stood frozen, his mind in chaos.How did this happen?How did he lose everything in a matter of minutes?His business contracts—gone. His family home—gone. His reputation—shattered.His family stood behind him, their faces pale with fear.Victoria Reed, who had been gleefully mocking Jack Sullivan minutes ago, now looked like she had swallowed a brick. "N-Nie, what the hell is going on?! Why is Howard doing this to you?"Nie clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. His entire body trembled as he turned toward Howard Dawson, who was walking away."Howard!" Nie shouted, desperation in his voice. "Wait! This is a joke, right? You’re not serious about kicking my family out, are you?"Howard didn’t even look back. “It’s already done. You lied to me, Nie. And I don’t tolerate people who make me look like an idiot.”Nie staggered back. “Howard, please—”Howard finally turned, his expression cold. “Consider yourself lucky Jack Sullivan didn’t kill you where you st
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 43 FAVOR
For two days, Jack Sullivan stayed in his villa, practicing at Crystal Lake late at night or in the early morning. His cultivation journey had begun again, and he was determined to regain the strength he once possessed.In the world of martial arts, fighters were divided into levels: Basic Fighters, Internal Strength, Pulse Realm, and the near-mythical True Essence Realm—where Jack once stood. He had been a warrior feared by all, but now he was starting over, clawing his way back to power.Standing by the lake, Jack inhaled deeply, gathering energy. With a single slap against the water, a powerful shockwave exploded across the surface, sending ripples across the entire lake. He smirked. His strength was returning.As he prepared to continue, he felt something—eyes on him.Someone was watching.Jack turned sharply, his gaze locking onto a figure hiding behind the trees. “Come out,” he commanded.The intruder flinched but stepped forward hesitantly. It was Howard Dawson, the son of a po
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 44 REAL MEN
Howard Dawson fidgeted as he knelt on the cold marble floor of Jack Sullivan’s villa. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. Had he overstepped? Had he just signed his own death warrant by asking Jack to help?Jack remained motionless, arms crossed, his sharp gaze studying Howard as if he were an insect under a magnifying glass. This man had mocked him just days ago, and now he was kneeling like a dog? Pathetic.Howard swallowed hard. "Mr. Sullivan…?"Then, to his shock, Jack finally spoke."Fine."Howard's head snapped up. "W-What?"Jack smirked. "I'll go with you."For a moment, Howard thought he had misheard. But no—Jack Sullivan, the man who had humiliated him without lifting a finger, was actually agreeing to help. This was his chance!Howard leaped to his feet, nearly tripping over himself. “G-Great! I’ll drive us there right now!”Jack simply grabbed his coat, moving with the kind of effortless confidence that made Howard’s gut twist. Just who the hell was Jack Sullivan?
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 45 CHALLENGE
Jack Sullivan leaned against the car, watching the scene unfold with an amused expression. These so-called “fighters” had no idea what they were walking into.Frank and Derek Miller, the so-called “Miller brothers,” strutted around like they owned the place. Frank flexed his arms, cracking his knuckles loudly, while Derek smirked as if he had already won.Jack shook his head.Pathetic.Neither of them had real martial arts training. Frank was barely at the lowest level of a basic fighter, while Derek hadn’t even reached that. Against a true martial artist like Julia Yates, they were walking straight into their own humiliation.But before Jack could say anything, Tina Dawson noticed his reaction.“What’s with that look?” she snapped, glaring at him. “You think you’re better than them?”Jack met her gaze lazily. “Just thinking.”“Thinking what?” she pressed, arms crossed.Jack shrugged. “That this is going to be a massacre.”Tina scoffed. “Oh, please. You don’t know what you’re talking
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 46 FIGHT
As they reached the doors of Carpian Boxing Hall, the air was thick with the unmistakable stench of sweat and testosterone.Jack Sullivan glanced around, assessing the room as he stepped inside.The atmosphere was intense, the kind of place where violence was a way of life, not just a consequence.Dozens of fighters, each more built and intimidating than the last, threw punches and kicks with brutal precision.Some were hitting punching bags, others sparring in the ring, but they all shared one thing in common—they were all fighters.Jack’s gaze lingered on the scene for a moment.These were the types of people who lived for violence—their every movement calculated, their minds focused only on the next hit, the next fight, the next victory.And yet, none of them seemed to notice him. They were too wrapped up in their own little world.Tina Dawson, pushing through the crowd with an air of superiority, led the way.She strode confidently toward the front of the hall, arms crossed in fro
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 47 EMBARASSED
The air in the Carpian Boxing Hall was thick with tension. Frank Miller, still groaning on the floor, was an example of what happened when arrogance collided with real power. Julia Yates hadn’t even broken a sweat, yet she had easily incapacitated him with a single tap of her finger. The room had fallen silent, the fighters and spectators alike unable to comprehend how someone could be taken down so quickly.Tina Dawson stood off to the side, a smug look still lingering on her face, but her eyes betrayed her anxiety. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Frank and Derek Miller were supposed to show Julia Yates her place, not get humiliated in front of everyone.She watched Frank writhing on the floor, his knee twisted at an unnatural angle, and her stomach turned.“You think you’re tough?” Julia’s voice cut through the silence as she casually surveyed the wreckage in front of her. Her cold green eyes rested briefly on Frank before moving to Derek, who was still too stunned to mak
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 48SERVANT
The Carpian Boxing Hall was still, the sounds of chaos from earlier replaced with the uneasy silence of realization. Frank and Derek Miller, still recovering from the devastating defeat at the hands of Julia Yates, lay on the floor nursing their wounds. Derek, once so full of arrogance, now lay crumpled and powerless, unable to lift himself off the ground. And in the middle of it all stood Tina Dawson, her face pale, her mind racing as the reality of the situation set in.Tina had thought her fighters were strong, had believed that Frank and Derek could handle anyone, even Julia Yates. But now, watching the destruction unfold before her, she realized just how wrong she was. She had underestimated everyone, including Jack Sullivan.Howard Dawson stood beside her, still trembling from the earlier encounter. He glanced nervously at Jack, unsure whether to speak or stay silent.“Jack... do you think you could take her on?” Howard’s voice wavered. He knew Julia was strong, maybe eve
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CHAPTER 190
The room was still tense with the aftershock of Thomas Tang’s public humiliation.He remained kneeling on the ground like a squashed roach, blood drying on his nose, terrified to breathe too loud in case Jack Sullivan changed his mind and finished the job.Meanwhile, Tina Yale, who had once laughed at Rachel and treated Jack like a peasant, now stood frozen like her brain had blue-screened.“Y-You’re really from that Sullivan family?” she stammered, voice brittle.Jack didn’t look at her. He was helping Rachel into a dry robe, gently draping it over her shoulders.Tina stepped forward, voice switching from arrogant to syrupy-sweet in a heartbeat. “Mr. Sullivan! Oh my gosh, I had no idea you were… that important.”Jack glanced at her, unimpressed.“I mean,” Tina continued with a nervous giggle, “if I had known, I never would’ve... well, you know… spoken out of turn.”Rachel rolled her eyes. “You mean called him a show-off and treated him like a janitor?”Tina turned red. “That was a jo
CHAPTER 189
Rachel Young stood dripping in front of the steaming pool, arms clutched around herself, face burning redder than the volcanic mist surrounding them. She wanted to vanish. Right there. Into the steam, the water, the ground—anywhere but here.“I—it was an accident!” she stammered, looking at Tina, Wendy, and the furious man storming toward them.But no one was listening.Thomas Tang, red-faced and puffed up like a spoiled goose, stood in the doorway with his guards flanking him like bulldogs on a leash. His expensive shirt was unbuttoned halfway like he was auditioning for a mob boss role he had no business playing."You humiliate me in public," Thomas snarled, pointing a shaking finger at Jack. "You touch what’s mine, and you think you’ll walk away? I’ll crush you! You have no idea who I am!”Jack didn’t flinch.Still standing half-submerged in the spring, he calmly handed Rachel a towel. “Dry off. Don’t catch a cold.”Rachel blinked at him, stunned by his cool demeanor.He’s calm? Wi
CHAPTER 188
The audition room stank of desperation—cheap perfume, bad foundation, and the raw hunger of a hundred girls clawing for a scrap of fame.When it was finally Rachel Young’s turn, Tina Yale nearly dragged her to the front like a prize cow being paraded for auction.Standing near the casting table was Thomas Tang, heir to one of Eastridge’s wealthiest families and son of the President of the Chamber of Commerce. A man who thought his last name gave him the right to pluck any girl he wanted like low-hanging fruit.Tina whispered excitedly, "Smile, girl. You’re about to get your golden ticket."Rachel, heart hammering, tried her best to act polite."Mr. Tang, this is Rachel Young," Tina said with a simpering smile. "She’s amazing. She’s perfect for the role."Thomas didn’t even bother hiding the way his eyes swept over Rachel, lingering far too long.A sleazy grin spread across his face as he reached out, trying to grab Rachel’s hand like she was an item on display."Come," Thomas said, vo
CHAPTER 187
The casting line at Volcano Crest Resort barely moved.Rachel Young stood in heels that pinched and a dress she didn’t even like, eyes flicking toward the fake movie banner ahead: Spring Heart, Winter Flame. A glorified soap opera wrapped in indie film packaging—except everyone knew what it really was.A gift-wrapped vanity project for Nancy Winter, funded by someone with too much money and not enough talent.Beside her, Tina Yale tapped away on her phone, smirking as she read through a gossip blog post.“I swear,” Tina said, laughing, “if Nancy gets any more plastic surgery, the next red carpet should be hosted by a recycling plant.”Rachel shot her a look. “Maybe don’t say that right before we walk in to audition to play her servant?”Tina shrugged, unbothered. “Oh, please. She doesn’t even know who’s getting cast. The real boss here is Tyler Tian.”Rachel raised an eyebrow. “You mean the guy funding all this?”Tina grinned, leaning in like she was sharing state secrets. “You really
CHAPTER 186
The air shifted as Jack Sullivan walked toward the lower basin of Crystal Springs. It wasn’t the usual kind of heat or humidity. It carried weight—an invisible charge that made his skin prickle.He paused near a jagged rock wall, narrowing his eyes.Black diamond crystal, he thought.A rare mineral. Dense with elemental energy. Lethal in combat, priceless in martial cultivation.Only a few in the country even knew how to sense it, let alone use it.And Jack felt it pulsing below the surface like a heartbeat under lava.He also sensed movement.Not tourists.Fighters.Others like him. They were here for the same thing—and they weren’t here to relax.But before he could dig deeper—figuratively or literally—a familiar nasal voice cut through the air.“Hey! You again?”Brent Wyatt, Nancy Winter’s agent, stormed across the path with his stupid sunglasses on indoors and a clipboard that probably hadn’t seen real paperwork in years.Jack rolled his eyes. Not this guy again.“You’ve got some
CHAPTER 185
Jack Sullivan stood in the marble-tiled hallway of the Volcano Crest Resort, watching Rachel Young and her overly lip-glossed friend Tina Yale scroll through their phones like they were auditioning for who could ignore him faster.When Jack casually mentioned he knew Nancy Winter, Tina burst out laughing.“Please,” she said, waving her French-manicured fingers in the air. “You? Know Nancy Winter? That’s like a squirrel saying it dated an eagle.”Jack raised an eyebrow. “We grew up together.”Tina smirked. “Yeah? And I once dated Superman. We all have our fairy tales.”Rachel, standing off to the side, looked at Jack with a raised brow, her voice cautious. “Wait, are you serious? Nancy Nancy?”Jack shrugged. “You don’t have to believe me.”Tina scoffed and crossed her arms. “Good. Because we don’t. You’re clearly trying to sound impressive just because we’re here for an audition. What’s next? You’ll say you’re the executive producer’s secret twin?”Jack gave a half-smile. “If that woul
CHAPTER 184
Jack Sullivan didn’t follow after Nancy Winter.He didn’t need to.She had said what she needed to say—with rage in her voice and tears in her eyes. And he? He had no excuse worthy of softening the ache he left behind. He just watched her vanish into the crowd of cameras and makeup artists like a ghost swallowed by spotlight.Still, he felt it.Beneath the fury, beneath the insults—she still cared.And maybe that made it worse.“Hey!”Jack turned.It was Nancy’s agent—Brent Wyatt—a slick-haired man with a clipboard, Bluetooth headset, and the personality of a knockoff talent scout mixed with a tabloid addict.Brent looked Jack up and down like he was inspecting gum on his designer shoes. “Let me make something real clear, soldier boy.”Jack raised a brow, unamused.Brent stepped closer. “Nancy’s a star now. A national icon. She doesn’t need some forgotten war dog crawling out of the past looking to leech off her success.”Jack didn’t flinch. “Is that what you think I’m doing?”“I know
CHAPTER 183
The air at Volcano Crest Resort carried a strange weight—thick with steam from the hot springs, yet heavier with the tension rising between Jack Sullivan and the woman who had once meant everything to him.Nancy Winter.The nation's darling. Red carpet royalty. America's fantasy in heels.But now, up close, her eyes weren’t full of glamour. They burned with something far more dangerous—betrayal.She walked toward him with the grace of a panther, smile as sharp as glass. Cameras flashed around her, but all she saw was him.“Well, look who decided to return from the grave,” Nancy said, folding her arms. “The great Jack Sullivan. Alive. Breathing. Married.”Jack didn’t blink. “Nancy—”“No,” she cut in, voice ice-cold. “You don’t get to say my name like that. Like you didn’t vanish off the face of the earth without even a damn voicemail.”Jack exhaled. “It wasn’t what you think.”Nancy laughed bitterly. “Oh, I’m sure. You were busy, right? Got lost in a grocery store aisle for five years?
CHAPTER 182
Jack Sullivan had faced bullets, betrayal, and backroom ambushes. He’d made city kings kneel, snapped spines of mobsters with a glance—but none of that prepared him for being locked in a bedroom by his mother.“Try for a baby,” she’d said with a wink.Try not to die from embarrassment—Jack had thought instead.Lisa sat at the far end of the bed, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse, cheeks redder than a fire alarm. “I didn’t think… I didn’t mean for things to spiral like that,” she whispered, avoiding his gaze.Jack shrugged, hands behind his head as he leaned back. “That’s just my mom’s temper. Explosive as a volcano, but she means well.”Lisa peeked up. “So… the divorce?”He glanced at her, eyes calm. “Off the table.”A soft silence filled the room, but it wasn’t as tense as before.Lisa’s heart fluttered, just a little. He doesn’t want to separate?And strangely, for the first time, she didn’t want to either.The next morning, Jack was halfway through breakfast when Max called him.
